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A Provençal farmhouse exquisitely decorated in traditional style

In an edited extract from her book 'Provence Style', Shauna Varvel explains how her own house in Provence, Le Mas des Poiriers, came to be the beautiful, beloved family house it now is
Le Mas des Poiriers
Luke White

I traveled regularly to the antique markets in L’Isle sur la Sorgue, the weekend markets and exquisite antiquaires of Paris, even antique fairs in London, in search of fixtures and furnishings from the correct time period to suit the house, favoring items with a naive style. I took particular inspiration from some delightful dog portraits we inherited from the former owners, Marguerite and Charles-Henri Mangin, grouping them with additional pieces of a similar style and period in the main entry hall. The dog portraits are lovely together there, along with a wonderful tapestry—also inherited with the house—hung over the staircase.

Blue, it seemed, came in a myriad of hues. Finalizing the paint colors on shutters and interior doors was surprisingly one of the biggest challenges. Our very talented painter, Jacques Pons, came to the site each day with a box filled with plastic bottles of paint. I told him what I was looking for and he began squeezing and mixing colors into a bucket. It took days of experimentation and I certainly challenged his patience. When we finally found the perfect blue I was worried that, since it was not a pre-mixed paint, he would not be able to match it to the rest of the house. I asked how he would recreate it; he looked at me with some disdain and simply pointed to his eyes. The French are truly masters of color.

Since finishing the house, we have enjoyed settling in and becoming part of the Provençal landscape. I have filled the cupboards with old French dishes from the Paris markets, and antique commodes burst with patterned Provençal table linens in a variety of pretty colors. Scouring the Sunday market in L’Isle sur la Sorgue for old silver, glassware, and other treasures is a guilty pleasure. I am a regular there when I am in town.


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The project was truly a labor of love and a lesson in patience. We celebrated the completion with everyone who made the project a success by inviting them for dinner, laying a long table on the south patio. The crafts-people, artisans and their families joined us there under the plane trees on a hot summer evening, cicadas chirping. As we sat down to eat, drink, and reminisce, I knew that the entire experience would never be replicated, and that les Provençals we now called friends were irreplaceable.